LailaI stare at my phone as it rings and vibrates in my palm while my stomach turns into nervous knots. The caller ID is no other than Clair Montgomery. I've dreaded to have this conversation as in the back of my mind I knew she would call me sooner or later. Work-related or otherwise. I have to pick up her call. I know I do. It's just that...- Hello, Mrs. Montgomery! How are you?I say with a small smile and light voice. She is still my client. I just have to stick to professionalism.- My dear, Laila, I'm happy to hear your sweet voice. I'm okay, thank you for asking.She replies sweetly.- So how is the project going? Is everything still to your liking?I try to control the conversation.- Yes, yes, dear, everything is good. But I would like to ask you to visit me.Clair replies and requests.- Why? Has something happened? Are there any issues with the constructors or something?I ask hastily. Have they been sluggish? Sometimes hiring good and responsible constructors was an issu
- Good morning! How are you, Clair?I said the moment she came into my view. I know I sounded a bit out of breath but I tried to ignore it hoping she would too.- I’m good, thank you. How are you, my dear Laila?She replied with a bright smile and stood up from the sofa.- Fine. I’m fine.I breathed out as I stopped in front of her. I wasn’t here to talk about myself. I was a mess. She looked into my eyes for a long moment as if trying to read into my heart and soul. I didn't feel comfortable at all. Then she pulled me in for a hug taking me by surprise. I put my hands on her to steady myself. Then she pulled me away holding her hands on my shoulders.- It is really good to see you, Laila.She said but her tone of voice suggested as if she wanted to say something else.- Come, sit dear!She sat and patted the sofa next to her. I obediently sat down.- Would you like some tea or snacks?She offered. I wanted to decline but as I was inwardly shaking from the brief encounter with James,
James Pain. Tearing, torturing, stabbing ripples of pain. I couldn't breathe. A black, dark heaviness prevailed in my chest. Ripple after ripple, after ripple pain consumed me. Not shattering me at once and maybe making me stay put. No, torturing me slowly. It felt like a glass that had cut a hole in my heart and stuck. Slowly but surely blood was pouring out and so was my life force, energy, joy, hopes, and dreams... It all was just leaving me. I became more numb and empty with every hour of my life that ticked by. And that piece of glass created pain with every movement, every breath I took. It scraped and itched my heart, but I could do nothing to change the pain, reduce it, or replace it. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep. I felt anxious and antsy. Even training or attending regular work duties didn't make sense to me anymore. Laila was not with me. She saw my wolf, she learned who I really am, but refused me. She rejected me. And that hurt so badly. Fine, she didn't reject me of
James Laila opened the doors wide for me to step in. Now she was chewing the left inner corner of her mouth. Ah, getting nervous, ain't you? I could make you reeaally nervous. I smirked inwardly as I questioned shall I take off the shirt now or wait five more minutes? I took two long strides into her apartment before I heard: - Shoes! She exclaimed loudly. I stopped and turned to her. She closed the doors. - Please take off your shoes here. She said and pointed to a small shoe rack next to the doors. - Sure. I obediently took them off and put them neatly on the rack. If that's what my girl wants, no problem. Afterward, I straight went to the sofa and slumped on it. I love that her apartment smells only as her amazing scent. I breathed in with delight. I looked over her apartment, nothing had changed since I was here last time. I saw the book my mom gave her was lying on the coffee table. Maybe she was reading it before I came. I looked at her and saw that she was just standing c
LailaI pushed my laptop away frustrated. It was the fifth time I tried to get something done but fazed away as I thought of everything that happened at Montgomery's house. All those dialogues with James and his mother were repeating in my head. I desperately tried to shift my focus, but I couldn't. F*ck it! I can't work now.I took the werewolf book that lay on my coffee table. If honest, I was so curious about what I would read and find out in it. This book was like a magical box. I felt like a kid. Only now magic was true. So I sat down on the sofa and started to read it page by page. At some point I got hungry, so I ate a late lunch while still reading it. It was very interesting to find out different details about their lifestyle.I was so deep into it that I jumped when the doorbell rang. I looked at the doors with a frown. Who was visiting me? James said he would, but that was a few hours ago. He wouldn't straight come here, would he? No. Maybe some neighbor? I slowly approache
Laila Though reading the book was very interesting and exciting, I started to feel sleepy after a few hours. I checked the phone and it showed 11 p.m. already. I wanted to go and brush my teeth and crush the bed. But how could I, if James was still here? I contemplated what to do for several minutes. F it! I'm going. This is my house. I stepped into the living room and saw him lying on the sofa. One arm was dropped over his eyes while the other was resting on his chest with his phone in it. Part of his legs were outside on the ground as he was too big for my small sofa. He was still lightly snoring. I went to the bathroom. I brushed and washed and was ready to go to bed. I did wash all my intimate parts. Was I getting ready for something? I don't know. I shouldn't. But just in case. James probably will snore on the sofa all night long. Yeah, whatever. I exited the bathroom expecting to see James still sleeping. Surprise washed over me as I saw him sitting with his head resting on his
James I woke up with a happy smile, and the first thing I see is my beautiful mate lying next to me. Despite all her cold and distant behavior yesterday that was crushing me and my hopes to the dust, she did want me. Oh, and I had her! I mated her like a wild animal for several hours. I hope I didn't hurt her. After months and weeks of denying my natural pull to her, I lost myself in her. I wanted her in every possible position because I loved to see her body from different angles. Her body was perfect and slim with glowing skin. At least it was like that in my eyes. And I had to have her all over the house. I guess, it was partly my wolf, as we needed to mark all her place as our territory. Laila was lost in her thoughts facing ceilings while I observed her profile. Her lips were swollen red. My rough kissing had brussed them. But that red color and thickness of lips were so enticing. I want to kiss them more. I greeted her and she responded to me with that once over making me hard
Laila I headed towards the stairs to go to the kitchen and take some water. As I exited the hall, I ran into Fay. My eyes went slightly wide as if I was caught doing something wrong. I pulled in a breath. - Hey! How are you? Fay asked with a bright smile. What do you say to that? - Awkward. I breathed out with despair on my face. Fay's eyes went wide with questions. I let out a nervous chuckle. - I guess it wasn't the reply you wished to hear. I chuckled nervously again. - I'm fine, yeah, fine. I replied with another nervous chuckle as I rubbed my forehead. F*ck. This sucks. I hate being fake. - No. You totally can be honest. I just wonder...Like...Is it... Fay stammered. - Is it because of me? She asked in one breath with sadness in her eyes. - It is because of everything? I asked more than said with a frown on my forehead. She looked at me with those wide, questioning eyes back again. - You know, you and everyone here are werewolves. James barged into my apartment to